Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"The damn black-skinned elves are attacking again! Mages, follow me! Go up to the city wall!"

An angry shout rang out in the underground cage where powerful and dangerous creatures were held by the Silver Moon Council. Soon, a group of Quel'Thalas Phoenix mages silently grabbed their staffs and left with the sentries.

In addition to these spellcasters who are always ready to serve the Sun Dynasty, this place near the Sun Well has been temporarily transformed into a wounded soldiers camp.

Soon the wounded who had just been transported back from the front line were lying on the magic carpet spread on the ground, and a large group of priests and therapists were busy.

From time to time, a magic carpet floats up to transport the injured who need surgery to the doctor.

The Silver Moon Council of the Quel'dorei elves has always been famous in the magical world of the Eastern Continent for its super execution ability. This group composed entirely of elven spellcasters is very united and extremely combat-effective.

Because their unity also allowed them to have a place in the Sun King's court after thousands of years of fighting.

Especially for those elves whose backgrounds are not prominent enough, being able to enter the Silver Moon Council after graduating from the Magic Academy is definitely a great career path.

However, there are only so many seats for formal members, and the elves are immortal species. This means that promotion to official members requires not only wisdom, strength and talent, but also hard work and time.

For example, when Lady Golden Sword left Quel'Thalas for Kul Tiras, her vacated position as a member of Parliament set off a "bloody" battle among the senior members of the Assembly, and was eventually taken over by the lucky Dar'Kan. ·Drasiel succeeded in getting that seat.

In general, the Silver Moon Council is a truly elite group of spellcasters, but this group is also quite involuntarily internal.

At least more than the Mage Competition Volume in Dalaran.

These councilors are the most troublesome opponents of the royal party of Quel'Thalas. They advocate weakening the royal power to gain more power for the spellcasters. The competition and conflict between the parliamentary faction and the royal party has been the most important theme within Quel'Thalas over the past thousands of years. The competition between the two parties has extended to every part of the country over a long period of time.

But now that the country is facing a national crisis, the Silver Moon Council is not an ungrateful asshole.

What's more, the significance of the existence of the Sunwell is of unparalleled importance to the spellcasters. They must not allow the black-skinned elves to capture their magical holy land.

Therefore, under the call of the Sun King, most of the Silver Moon mages rushed to the Sunwell as quickly as possible to help defend it.

The war on the small island of Kui was very fierce. The crazy Nightborne attacked from all sides trying to break through the Sunwell's defenses, and the Quel'dorei were not to be outdone.

The enemy attacked everywhere, so they opened fire everywhere.

The battle lasted only two days, and both sides suffered heavy casualties. The smell of gunpowder in the elven civil war suddenly arose.

Although the Quel'dorei elves live a very corrupt life, those who can be elected to the Silver Moon Council are truly high-level spellcasters. They do not relax the internal monitoring of this cage dedicated to holding powerful creatures when fighting external battles.

While the wounded were being treated and the soldiers were taking a break, special spellcasters were arranged to patrol the cells on the lower level of the cage.

The magic cage is definitely different from the ordinary cages used to hold prisoners. There are no cells held by iron bars. Instead, there are arcane cages fixed in the confinement circle.

It's a big violet mana ball. Dangerous guys captured from all over the world or who appear on the land of Quel'Thalas for various reasons are all imprisoned here by magic.

Because of the magic connection of the Sun Well, these magic cages are unparalleled in strength. No matter how powerful the guy is, he can only stay here.

Today's inspection went as smoothly as ever. A female elf apprentice held a "list of prisoners" and counted them one by one along the main aisle.

"The violent mammoth chief, the mana anomaly that escaped from the laboratory, the insect priest captured in the Silithus desert, the violent dragon beast created by the black dragon's biological experiment, the barbarian troll captured by Zul'Aman, The dragon hawk that has been imbued with divine power, and this one. It is said to be a lizardman thug captured in Pandaria.

God, this guy is ugly. "

The female elf apprentice complained while using a magic pen to draw names on the list. She worked very seriously, not only to confirm that the prisoners had not escaped, but also to confirm their living conditions.

Many prisoners here have been "booked" as test samples by the members of the Silver Moon Parliament. If it were not for the sudden war, many slightly cruel experiments would have been put on the agenda.

As one of the managers of the Silver Moon Cage, it is also her responsibility to ensure the vitality of the experimental products.

She just counted them one by one. When she reached the last row of cages, the female elf suddenly raised her eyebrows. She clearly remembered that all the cages in the row here were empty.

But today there is suddenly a "new prisoner" here.

"What's this?"

The female elf approached the "new prisoner" well, but was immediately "shocked" by what was contained in the magic cage.

"The fish-man! Why is a weak, dirty and ugly little thing imprisoned here? Well, this little thing is quite clean and quite cute."

She blinked and looked at the purple cage in front of her, in which sat a dejected little fish-man. Compared with the ordinary and ferocious fish-men, the latter looked somewhat "pretty".

Moreover, this little thing was wearing a suit of warrior armor that fit very well, and beside it was a war spear that looked like a fruit knife.

After noticing the elf in front of him, Benbolba, who was accidentally involved in the teleportation incident caused by Aqiang and was teleported to this cage, immediately became energetic.

It keenly noticed that the female elf in front of it was curious about it.

So the cunning little fish man rolled his eyes and immediately made a very aggrieved gesture. He stood up, spread his arms and croaked as if to explain that everything was an accident.

How could a little fish-man that was so cute, so weak, so ordinary, so harmless to humans and animals be a dangerous creature?

"Hey, you seem very smart."

The female elf was also amused by the croaking gesture of the strange little fish-man in front of her.

Seeing that his cute offensive was effective, Benbolba's eyes lit up, and he immediately pushed his knight's helmet and provoked the murlocs to dance on the spot.

Well, something needs to be said here. Although it is recognized throughout the world of Azeroth that murlocs are barbaric and stupid creatures, even the elves who consider themselves to be the noblest have to admit that the dance of murlocs is very unique. And passionate.

I don’t know if the Creator drank too much when creating creatures like fishmen. In short, the Creator gave the fishmen unparalleled dancing talents.

Moreover, fish people from different regions are good at different dances.

For example, the "tap dance" that Ben Bol Ba is currently dancing is the dance that the wetland fish people are best at.

Although it is far from pleasing to the eye, it is absolutely fine to use for fun and laughter. As Benbol danced more and more vigorously, the female elf in front of him felt more and more that this might be an own incident.

This cage was specially made for dangerous creatures when it was established thousands of years ago. Look at the dangerous creatures in the cage she named just now. They are all the kind of lunatics and lunatics who can kill in a city at any time. thug.

And the fishmen.

Although such creatures do pose a certain danger to civilians when their numbers increase, they cannot be called "powerful" in any case.

There has never been a murloc in this world that can pose a threat to high-level professionals.

They don't seem to be inherently powerful.

"I don't know which troublemaker put you in here, but I suspect it might be a prank."

After the female elf admired the flattering dance of the little fish man, she poked her cheek and said:

"Maybe I can release you, this little cutie, but work is work. I have to confirm your origin again, so, wait a moment, little fishman, I'll be back in a minute."

After saying that, the female elf smiled and waved to the little fish man, then turned and left with her list of prisoners.

Watching the manager leave, the little fish man's flattering face suddenly fell.

Damn it!

Didn’t get fooled again.

Today's elf apprentice looks silly and sweet, but he is just as difficult to deal with as the old man yesterday. Are these elf mages sick?

Wouldn't it be nice for you to fish during working hours?

Why do you have to be so serious?

The little fishman sighed helplessly.

It knew that as long as the female elf went to the Cage Management Office to check the information, she would know her relationship with Black Shaw. Not to mention releasing her, she might even move her to a stricter cage.

ah!

This is all because of the incompetence of the stinky pirates!

That bastard could obviously pull himself out of the magic vortex before he was teleported away. That bastard Blake must have just wanted to see it suffer misfortune.

Alas, having such a captain on the stall really makes the fishman despair.

Helpless, Benbolba could only sit down on the ground of the cage. It had been trying hard to escape for the past two days.

But it's too difficult. With the unlearned murloc's level of understanding of magic, it can't even understand how the magic cage in front of it works, let alone destroy it from the inside.

While staying in this ghost cage, all magic-related items were sealed, and my luggage was taken away by a few sly elf mages. My salted fish hammer was treated as a rare thing and studied. .

Damn it!

I was hollowed out!

I have nothing now.

The little fishman held his chin with his paws with a frown on his face. He now regretted why he was so lazy. He had already planned to hide the wealth in different fishman treasure piles when the wealth reached a certain level, but he ended up being too tired. , resulting in no time to transfer wealth after being caught.

He became a pauper.

well.

The unfortunate little fishman sighed for the twenty-third time.

It planned to just lie down in the cage and sleep, waiting peacefully for the stinky pirates to come and save it. I have a talent for treasure hunting. That greedy pirate wouldn't leave me alone, right?

"Snapped"

Just when Benbolba was yawning and preparing to take a nap, a soft sound suddenly sounded outside the cage, startling him.

The fish-man grabbed his spear and jumped up, looking forward warily. His eyes immediately widened, as if he had seen something terrifying.

Right in front of its eyes, the strange sculpture that was originally listed in the cage was moving its claws. That damn stone statue was actually "alive"! And it's still blinking at itself.

What a hell!

The little fish man rubbed his eyes with his paws. He wondered if he had been hallucinating due to the excessive pressure of being locked up for the past two days, but the fact was the fact.

It watched helplessly as the weird "bird-man sculpture" moved its body like a living person and silently walked to its cage. The latter looked around and said to it in weird human language:

"The Earl of Sin-Eater asked me to say hello to you, fishman. He asked me to tell you that your mission to lurk here has been assigned, and you can go on now!

Destroy this place and create an opportunity for the Nightborne to invade the Sunwell. "

"Quaa?"

The little fish man scratched his head and looked at the statue in front of him in shock.

It probably guessed who the "Lord Sin-Eater" was in the stone man's mouth, but it felt that the stinky pirate must be crazy! You actually leave such a thing to yourself, a fish-man?

Hey, stinky pirate, do you have any misunderstanding about my strength? Just pick any Phoenix mage here and he can beat me, okay? Also, why am I ordered to lurk here?

Oh, after all the trouble, you really wanted me to be caught by these damn elves on purpose, right?

Hello!

You even take advantage of a cute fish-man like me!

You are such a hopeless pirate!

The little fish man waved his claws angrily and yelled in retort, but unfortunately, the stone assassin, who had just learned to speak the local language, had no language talent, and she could not understand the little fish man's complaints at all.

He just took a few steps back, made a "careful" gesture towards the fish-man, and then swung his strong and sharp claws to slash at the mana cage in front of him like a sharp blade.

These stone assassins use their hearts as their power. Their power system is completely different from the rules of the material world. They are not restricted by the rules of magic, which makes these guys generally have the ability to "break laws".

After slashing three times in a row, a crack the size of a human head appeared in Benbolba's mana cage, just enough to allow the little fishman to get up from inside.

But this big movement also immediately alerted the current administrator of the cage.

The female elf apprentice who just thought the little fish man was cute grabbed her wand and rushed out in panic, just in time to see the little fish man falling on the ground and moving his body.

The little fish at this moment is as cute as before.

But when it turned back, it imitated Blake's gesture and showed a cold fish-man smile to the female elf.

This smile made the female elf feel a chill in her heart. She immediately realized that there seemed to be a reason why this seemingly harmless fishman was locked up here.

But alas, it's too late.

The little fish man's smile was just a target to attract her attention. The real crisis came from behind.

The stone assassin descended from the sky silently, and when he closed his wings and slashed, he struck the elf apprentice who was trying to escape with a cold, X-shaped slash behind him.

The apprentice fell to the ground with blood spurting from behind, and she felt her life force draining away quickly.

She struggled to crawl in a pool of her own blood and tried to escape, but behind her, the cold Stoneborn's claws flipped over to reveal a strange and luxurious bird-wing dagger that was about to stab him coldly.

"Quack!"

The little fish-man turned into a fish-headed bird and flew over, stopping the Stoneman's assassination.

It fell in front of the seriously injured elf. Under the desperate gaze of the elf apprentice, he stretched out his claws and took off a bunch of keys from her waist. Then he grabbed her chin and roughly poured a bottle of expensive healing potion into it. In her mouth.

The little fish man grinned, showing his sharp teeth, stretched out his claws and patted the desperate female elf apprentice's head, and croaked twice.

meaning is:

"Don't be afraid, little girl, because you just said that this pirate is cute, you saved your life. But just sleep here and don't interfere with my next work.

With the hateful nature of the stinky pirate, if I don't do my job well this time, I won't be able to go back. "